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Dad said. “They want us to know that they are there, but they don’t want to engage.” Arlo said. I looked at Lucas and he looked really confused because he couldn’t mind link with any of us and he didn’t know what was going on. So, he just had to take his lead from me. I looked ahead and a female vampire with flaming red hair came into view, but was standing far enough away so we couldn’t attack her. Her eyes were fixed on me and a smirk appeared on her face as she cocked it to the side.

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

"It must have been an extremely painstaking effort to create them, even for just a mere replica." The Russian seemed to be slightly interested. Javier was less intrigued. He stood, arms crossed with a stern demeanour. Dave stopped at the last sculpture and examined it closely. Some were animal statues of lions, foxes, and the three demons, Krahang, a male ghost that flies in the night. Krasue, a woman's head with her viscera hanging down from the neck. Mae Nak is a female ghost who died in childbirth and can extend her arms. Phi Am, is a spirit that sits on a person's chest during the night. He traced the stonework with his finger, still amazed by what the ancients could do.

Samuel also smiled bitterly. The old man laughed and said, “Rubber mud? It's an interesting name. Haha, yes. Young master is right. If this Moonlight Ghost Fish is the only creature on the surface of the land of extreme snow, then the underground blood worm is the only creature under the land of Extreme Snow." "It's strange that the Moonlight Ghost Fish likes to eat this blood worm by nature, and it will chase the blood worm without any defense. In other words, if you want to catch this Moonlight Ghost Fish, then this blood worm is the best choice."

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"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Lucas had been gone for hours, leaving me to the not so careful ministrations of Magda. The wart nosed witch who I had clobbered over the head with a candlestick. She was hunched forwards with a permanent hunchback and cloudy milky white eyes signalling that her eyesight was diminished with cataracts. She almost looked like she had taken a step out of a Greek mythology book and was actually one of the fabled grey sisters, who determined all living creatures fate. Perhaps she was, all myths derived from elements of truth. Any second now she was going to pull out a pair of rusty old scissors and cut my life cord into two. I held back a giggle at the thought.

Her accent was so thick, it was difficult for Jo to understand. “It’s a crocodile vampire,” Brandon explained. “Holland used to make all sorts of crazy shifter creatures.” “That sounds… horrible,” Pamela said. “Have you ever seen one?” “No, but my dad and Jo’s mom ran into one a long time ago. Cadence killed it,” Brandon said. “Let’s hope we don’t run into anything like that,” Daniel said. “Or anything worse,” Jo said under her breath.

“Good afternoon gentlemen.” I was about to leave work for home when my phone rang. Reaching for it, I realized it was Phil… one of my friends from college. I wouldn't even go that far to call him a friend even, he was more like an outing buddy. Yeah, that's the word I was looking for. I briefly wondered why he might be calling me, and then reached for the phone to answer it. “Hey Phil man, it's been long. To what do I owe this surprise call?”

I was certain that I was only hallucinating due to my hangover and because I was really tired. The dude can't be real. I closed my eyes, opened them, and rubbed them with my hands but he was still there with an annoying smirk on his face like he was laughing at an inside joke. I decided to speak up, "Err, hi?" "You done eye-fucking me?" He smirked. "I wasn't eye-fucking you. Just felt you looked familiar." "Oh yeah?" He arched a brow, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Mhm, my angel?" I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along.